"Please, Megatron! No! No!"
A blast of cannon fire was heard and Darkflight winced. Outback had been a good spy for her cause. The Autobot reconnaissance agent turned off the lights in her optics, leaped up, and hung invisibly from the rafters as the door she had been holding her audio receptors against slid open and the Decepticon leader walked out, looking pleased with himself.
"Master, is the execution complete?" asked Shockwave who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
"Yes," Megatron rasped, "and I trust you have plenty of information as to the Autobots' plans?"
"Indeed, I do, my lord. They plan to attack at sunrise in 3 days' time. Most likely they will attempt to cut an opening into the top of the structure after disabling our automatic defenses. We could easily ambush the party as they approach."
"Excellent," Megatron said as he rubbed his hands together. "Take the body out and dispose of it, then make sure the troops are ready for battle."
"Yes, master," Shockwave said, bowing to his superior. The purple Decepticon went in to take away the metal carcass of Outback as Megatron walked off down the hallway to his quarters. With the head gone, it was time for action.
Darkflight silently hit the floor and pulled out her null ray. Shockwave wasn't looking at her, and the pistol made no sound when Darkflight pulled the trigger. The ray hit the second-in-command square in the back of the head, and he toppled over. Darkflight replaced her weapon with a laser scalpel and stole over to his unconscious form. Opening the top of his head, she worked quickly to alter his memory chips. After Darkflight finished, she picked Outback up, slung him over her shoulder, and made her way to the door.
"Where to go..." she mumbled to herself. Tapping her wrist, Darkflight looked at the 3-D map that appeared and chose a path. She set off down the winding metal pathways that created the Decepticon base, being careful not to be seen by sentrybots or guards, as well as staying away from alarms and making sure she stayed on the right track. As she rounded the last corner between her and freedom, Darkflight spotted Starscream standing guard at the entrance, tapping his foot and looking around, obviously unhappy. She hid behind a stack of spare parts and waited.
"Hey, Screamer," Thundercracker called as he walked up to the red and white Seeker moments later, "it's my turn for guard duty."
"Finally," Starscream said impatiently. As he stalked off, he muttered, "If I were leader, we would have consistent changes in guard... 2 megacycles at the most..."
Darkflight waited until Starscream had gone, then she turned off her hologram projector, and Thundercracker disappeared. She plucked a hand from the pile of parts she was using as cover and crossed to the door. She pressed it to the scanner next to the entrance, and activated the jets in her feet, taking off. Her next destination: the Ark.
This is just a prologue of a story I have brewing in my mind. Keep in mind, this is my first fic. Please don't be too harsh. I can't draw worth scrap, so I won't be putting up a link to deviantART or anything with Darkflight.
Transformers (c) Hasbro Darkflight (c) Me
Now, let's find some plot bunnies...
